The sky was a little gloomy, with dark clouds covering the sun. Tens of thousands of spectators looked at the young man riding on the golden-striped horse. Their curious eyes fell on his bandaged right shoulder, which was obviously stained with blood.
This kid has been injured. It seems that there is not much hope of winning. ?
Teachers and students such as Wu Batuo from Yanyu Town couldn't help but worry about him. Mu Tuozi, whose face was wrinkled, was also among them. He said regretfully: "What happened? I was injured at the most critical moment. The future is not good."
Although he had had conflicts with the young man before and lost, he had long since smiled and put aside the grudges. He was really hoping that this boy could show his prowess and stand out, otherwise he would appear too weak.
As soon as he said this, there were echoes all around, "Isn't it? As the battle escalates, all the powerful characters will appear next. Qiu Yu seems to be seriously injured, which is dangerous."
"It seems it will be difficult for him to win..."
Dean Wu Batuo said solemnly: "Don't worry unfounded, just watch, he will fully activate his potential and will not give up."
Now that the dean said this, everyone stopped talking and looked over with wide eyes.
On the other side, Lu Xiaoman felt that the boy was injured, and his bright eyes were full of worry. He secretly wished him, God bless him, and never let him get hurt again...
It's true that there are injuries. Qiu Yu was severely injured in the sneak attack last night. The sword's light penetrated deep into his bones. Thanks to taking blood ginseng, his condition has been greatly improved, but he still can't move, otherwise it will be a heartbreaking pain.
There was the sound of horse hooves, and a Qingyun Cong came galloping, with a neatly dressed young man riding on it. He was quite strong, with dark skin, thick eyebrows and big eyes. After he stopped, his eyes fell on Qiu Yu's shoulders,
He frowned and said, "You're hurt."
Qiu Yu said: "Yes, what's the matter?"
The young man said solemnly: "You're already like this, and I can't win with force. Why don't you fight? Just admit defeat, so as not to suffer any more physical pain."
I don't know if this kid is really sincere or too conceited, but he said such words. Qiu Yu was amused and responded: "That won't work, I have to give it a try, otherwise how can I be willing to do so."
The young man curled his lips and said: "Why don't you want to be unwilling? Anyway, if you are not injured, you can only lose when you meet me. Now you are not my opponent. Well, since you are not convinced, let's have a fight."
Qiu Yu nodded, "It's best this way. If you win, I will be convinced without any complaints."
The young man was very particular, "Then you make the first move."
After talking with each other, Qiu Yu felt quite fond of this young man named Zhong Mingzhu, and felt that he was much better than the players he had encountered before. Of course, he could not jump to conclusions. Some people's words were better than what they sang.
, and then secretly kill him, such as he once encountered during the game in Yanyu Town.
Without using a weapon, Qiu Yu directly waved his left arm to create the Nether Seal. As spiritual power surged, a black spiritual seal roared past in the wind. It was quite fierce and full of weird aura.
Seeing that this kid didn't have a weapon, Zhong Mingzhu actually put away the spear he was holding, and instead of taking advantage of the opponent, he directly fought with his bare hands, using the Qingpu Fist martial arts to suddenly strike out, and a ball of water roared out to meet him; the spiritual seal
Come over and have a violent collision.
"Bang!"
After a loud noise, two forces shot out around, and the water ball exploded. Zhong Mingzhu shouted loudly: "Water Blade!" He waved his arms to concentrate, causing the water droplets to gather again, and they appeared in the air.
The blade-like thing was about two meters long, and its whole body was green and crystal clear, which surprised the onlookers. It was such a domineering kung fu.
In the eyes of tens of thousands of spectators, such martial arts are miraculous, but not in the eyes of Qiu Yu, because the true strength of this twenty-seven or eight-year-old young man is in the early stage of consciousness, and he uses spiritual power to gather sharp edges to form an illusion.
It takes time, and you can't really do whatever you want, and masters can't tolerate a little negligence when making moves, and it's fleeting, so it creates a big loophole.
Based on this, before the water blade could be completely transformed, Qiu Yu struck out with a mountain-moving palm, but deliberately reserved it and did not transform it into shape. Instead, the ferocious cyan spiritual power roared away.
"boom!"
There was an explosion, and the water blade was smashed into pieces. Zhong Mingzhu's face suddenly changed color, and his body was shaken. He hurriedly adjusted his body, and his arms also felt sore and numb. Only then did he understand that this young man was only twenty years old.
He is about the same age and injured, but his strength cannot be underestimated and should not be inferior to him.
It stands to reason that the use of weapons is allowed in the competition. It is not illegal for him to take out a spear and engage in a fierce battle at this time. It can increase the chance of winning a lot. However, Zhong Mingzhu is also a principled person. He is determined not to take advantage of others, for fear of letting others talk about him.
Not aboveboard enough.
After roaring "Three Waves of Blue Water", Qing Yuncong rushed forward. Zhong Mingzhu tried his best to attack, and the color of his spiritual power deepened and turned into a wave shape. Each wave was higher than the other and surged forward fiercely, which was extremely frightening.
In Qiu Yu's eyes, it wasn't that scary. He still used the Mountain Moving Palm to deal with it, and rushed forward like a wave, making a terrifying "bang bang" sound when it collided with it. Then he used the Crazy Dragon Claw martial arts, and there was a wave in the air.
Five golden light beams appeared and rushed towards the opponent extremely fiercely.
Zhong Mingzhu's fist changed and he opened it sideways, and a surging water curtain appeared in front of him, as spectacular as a waterfall, blocking the five golden lights, and his defense was quite perfect. But what he encountered was a strong soul-melting person after all, even if the opponent
One-arm overhand attacks are also difficult to guard against.
Among the electric light and flint, a very thin black sword light penetrated the waterfall and fell on the helmet worn by Zhong Mingzhu. A "bang" sound was heard, and the helmet was shot down, making him look exhausted, and a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes.
With his eyes, the other party's sharp edge was able to penetrate the water curtain he had created. What does it mean? His strength is far superior to his, and he is merciless.
After thinking about this, Zhong Mingzhu forced Qing Yuncong to retreat, stopped the attack, and said loudly: "I can't beat you, I surrender."
Everyone was very puzzled, why didn't we fight? Someone shouted: "The helmet just fell off, what are you afraid of? You haven't lost yet, take out the weapon quickly, you can defeat him."
"That's right, don't give up. It's a rare opportunity. You can defeat him with weapons..."
Zhong Mingzhu ignored the audience's comments at all. He obviously had strong opinions. He looked at the young man opposite and said with admiration: "You are amazing. You are younger than me, but you are more powerful!"
Qiu Yu smiled and said, "You are not bad, so thank you for your permission."
Zhong Mingzhu said sincerely: "Actually, I have to thank you for not being cruel, otherwise I would have had a blood hole on my forehead. I am convinced that you have the ability and kindness."